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" And what is he who smokes thee now ? — A little moving heap, That soon like thee to fate must bow, With thee in dust must sleep. But though thy ashes downward go, Thy essence rolls on high ; Thus when my body must lie low, My soul shall cleave the sky.... "
Whimwhams, by Four of Us - Page 118
by Whimwhams - 1828 - 204 pages
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Poems and Sketches

James William Miller - 1830 - 188 pages
...thus had the spirit pass'd; And in that moment, I became to her, And jet am now, a happy worshipper. TO THE SOUTH WIND. Balmy breeze from the blossomy...behold not thee, Yet oh ! how beautiful thou must be ! Stay — wilt thou stay, sweet breeze ! — ah ! now It hath fled away from my lip and brow ;...
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The Laurel: a Gift for All Seasons: Being a Collection of Poems

1836 - 268 pages
...high ; Thus when my body must lie low, My soul shall cleave the sky. TO THE SOUTH WIND. BY JW MILLER. BALMY breeze from the blossomy South, Kissing my lips...behold not thee, Yet oh ! how beautiful thou must be ! Stay — wilt thou stay, sweet breeze ! — ah ! now It hath fled away from my lip and brow ;...
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Gems of Poetry, from Forty-eight American Poets: Embracing the Most Popular ...

1848 - 276 pages
...high; Thus when my body must lie low, My soul shall cleave the sky. TO THE SOUTH WIND. BY JW MILLER. BALMY breeze from the blossomy South, Kissing my lips...behold not thee, Yet oh ! how beautiful thou must be! Stay—wilt thou stay, sweet breeze!—ah! now It hath fled away from my lip and brow ; There,...
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Gems of Poetry

1850 - 264 pages
...high ; Thus when my body must lie low, My soul shall cleave the sky. TO THE SOUTH WIND. BY JW MILLER. BALMY breeze from the blossomy South, Kissing my lips...behold not thee, Yet oh ! how beautiful thou must be ! Stay — wilt thou stay, sweet breeze ! — ah ! now It hath fled .away from my lip and brow ;...
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Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Volume 2

Beautiful poetry - 1854 - 432 pages
...among national i literature, we find in a Boston periodical entitled Whim-whatnt, this elegant address. BALMY breeze from the blossomy south, Kissing my lips...behold not thee ; Yet, oh, how beautiful thou must be ! Stay — wilt thou stay, sweet breeze ? Ah ! now It hath fled away from my lip and brow ; There,...
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